I was sitting at the breakfast table this morning or the other day at least, and I had a wooden back scratcher protruding from the neck of my shirt.
My daughter looked at me, I was about to
drive her to school, and she said - “Don’t forget that.”
I thanked her, but it’s worrying that she
considered it a possibility.
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Ha ha ofcourse it was a possiblity in her eyes!
I am not a robot!
Hello non robot, thank you for being here but i have to conclude that you concur with my daughter concerning this possibility!
I'm outraged!
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